Sunday 10th November 2024

The Met office said this week that some places had seen as little as 18 minutes of sunshine in 11 days. So, it was something of a surprise to have almost clear blue skies Sunday morning, and a situation that would last most of the day.

We got up late, had coffee and breakfast, so that at quarter past nine we went out to Folkestone so I could have a hair cut.

Traffic is light this time of the year, and Folkestone quiet too. We found a place to park, then I walked up the top part of the Old High Street and up to the New High Street and the barbers, which had just opened, and I got the second chair.

The guy got the chainsaw out and began hacking away at the month's growth.

Half an hour later and it was done. I was lovely. I paid and left, Jools was waiting outside, so we walked back down to the car, calling in at the new Italian deli for some decent pasta and fresh bread.

Back home for a brew, and then do very little indeed.

There was back to back football from half twelve for six hours, so I was sorted as the afternoon grew old.

Though I paused the Chelsea v Arsenal game to make carbonara, which I can rustle up in twenty minutes, fifteen of which is the pasta cooking. The bread reheated, all dished up, and with a fresh glass of red, we go to eat and resumed the football.

The game ended up 1-1, just about fair. Though earlier Ipswich won at Spurs, thus getting their first three points of the season and moving out of the bottom three.

Outside, darkness had fallen, and owls called to each other. We closed the curtains, washed up and went to bed.